Nitpick: When Abby is preparing to leave she gets into an argument with S.A.R.A.H. As she puts one bag down, the bag she is still carrying is on her right shoulder. She turns around, the camera changes, and suddenly the bag is now on her left shoulder.
Allison: I don't know, but is Zoe okay?
Carter: Uh, actually, not so much. No. Abby's taking her back to LA at the end of the semester as a part of our, uh, custody agreement.
Allison: And are you okay with that?
Carter: Um yeah. It's complicated.
Allison: Well, what do you think you should do about this?
Carter: I don't know. What can I do?
Allison: I don't know, but if someone was gonna take Kevin away from me, I would feel like my world was ending.
Carter: They told me the therapy thing was forcing me to deal with my feelings about losing Zoe. Apparently I have abandonment, entitlement and intimacy issues.
Henry: (laughs) Congratulations!
Carter: Thank you.
Abby: S.A.R.A.H., forgive me if I don't feel the need to justify my parental choices to a talking bunker.
S.A.R.A.H.: Fine, don't let the door hit you on the way…
Abby: (interrupting) Yeah, you wanna piece of me?
Carter: Ahem. Are you, uh, threatening the house?
Abby: She started it.
Abby: I just don't want you to do that thing that you do, y'know, when you say you're okay with something and then six months after that we're at my parents' fiftieth wedding anniversary and you've had one beer too many and you ask my mom if the ball-buster gene comes from her side of the family.
Carter: You threw out my baseball cards!
Vincent: Oh, you got a new deputy? That's great!
Carter: I didn't get a new deputy, I have a deputy. Deputy Jo Lupo.
Vincent: (whispering) Is he cute?
Carter: Okay, now you're just bugging me.
Fargo: Sorry, all class 8 research is classified.
Carter: Oh. Y'know what else should be classified? Uh, a certain assistant's American Idol audition.
Fargo: What? No, no, Zoe promised me she was gonna delete that!
Carter: So what's it gonna be?
Fargo: Fine. Give me an hour.
Carter: How about, um, maybe materials technology, or, like the cell phone radiation or decomposing vectors?
Stark: And now you're just putting words together.
Carter: Ex-husband Nathan Stark, the egomaniacal bane of my existence.
Allison: Ah, well, that does sound like someone that I would marry…
Henry: Remember Occam's razor?
Carter: Um, yeah, uh— "Simple things, uh, are true."
Henry: Close enough.
Henry: Were you exposed to anything?
Carter: Yeah, I visited a guy, he-he was playing with, uh, new, uh, Atlantic element.
Carter: Yes! Yeah, that's it. Would that do it?
Carter: Okay, what else we got?
Henry: Well, um, maybe, uh.... All right, maybe you fell into some freezing water and, uh, you went into hypothermia. (Carter shakes his head) Or you suffered a trauma, and that sent you into shock.
Carter: Well, uh-yeah, I hit my head.
Henry: With what?
Carter: A heavy metal object.
Henry: How many times?
Carter: (to Abby) I can't go months without seeing my kid... can't even go days, really.
Abby: What are you all doing here?
Vincent: We're... uh... we're here for Carter and Zoe.
Abby: (looking around) All of you?
Vincent: Well, yeah. I mean... he's our sheriff, and she's our girl!
Carter: Henry Deacon, the... How do you not remember... ? He was a friend of yours.
Stark: I have a lot of friends.
Carter: Actually, not so much.
Carter: (motioning towards Stark) What's he even doing here?
Allison: He works here.
Carter: He was fired weeks ago.
Stark: (pauses to stare at Carter) Okay, brain scan it is.
International Air Dates
Germany 21 July 2008 on ProSieben
Hungary 01 October 2008 on TV2
Australia 02 October 2008 on TEN HD
Slovakia 02 March 2009 on Markiza
Czech Republic 06 October 2009 on Prima COOL
Star Trek: The Next Generation "Remember Me":
Parts of this episode were clearly influenced by the season four episode in which Dr. Beverly Crusher, inadvertently trapped in a warp bubble created by her son, exists in a collapsing micro-universe populated only by the people in her memory, who disappear one-by-one. Eventually left alone, she must rely on her own wits to recognize the way out before her own demise.